"Nobody cuddled this?" asks Barry incredulously as he turns on his side, careful of his ribs. He shifts in close to Derek, curling his body around him and sighing for the warmth. "Everyone else in your life is insane," he murmurs as he rubs his nose against Derek's nape, tucking his face into the crook of his neck. He slides one arm around Derek's middle, indulging in a quick brush of fingertips against his ridiculous abdomen before his hand relaxes.

"Good luck getting away," Barry yawns.